“Sorry I flipped.”
“Morgan, I have a busy life like you.” I debate on insisting she stay, but I need time to think. I need to get to work, too.
Yet, when she steps away from me, I pull her back onto my lap. I can’t help it. It’s reflexive, like my body aches to keep this woman close.
My dick, too.
Against her ear, I murmur, “Your pussy still sore?”
She gasps softly. “Jack!” Then lower. “Yes. Not as much as yesterday, but I am.”
“Good, I want you to feel and think about me all day.”
“I already do,” she mumbles.
I snicker and nip her earlobe. “You still a church slut?”
She tenses and glances at Bailey, who is too far to hear and texting. She taps her foot impatiently.
Morgan kisses my jawline with hurried but hungry pecks before whispering, “I amyourslut.” She covers her huge grin to hide her giddiness. “But don’t say the C-word with it.”
“Church?”
“Yes!”
I burst out laughing. “Guess you have to be soaking wet to let the C-slut out, hm?”
Her face tinges red.
“I’ve never talked like that. Jack, you make me...” Her words trail off. After a pause, she finishes. “You make me happy. I haven’t felt this way, ever.”
I suck in a sharp breath and my heart skips a beat, which jars me more than her words.
She’s killing me. Her declarations are a drug. This girl isattachedand that fact is hard to accept. It’s fucking sexy how much she wants whatever this is.
Part of me wants it too. A big part.
Bailey stalks over and pulls on her arm.
“Let’s go, missy.”
She obeys and looks back at me. I should stop her, but I’m frozen, paralyzed by too many thoughts.
Her eyes are hopeful as she calls out, “I’m gonna help you, Jack. You’ll see.”
The door shuts.
Such a strange statement.
I don’t know how a Bible thumper can help me. Her pussy and that smile is more than enough. Possibly too much. Either way, something doesn’t feel right about her impulsive promise — like it might cost me rather than relieve my mountain of problems.
Like how I’ll find and fix things with Noel.
Or how it’ll feel when she steps into another man’s arms.
I pull at the roots or my hair so hard I wince.
Focus. Get to work.
